Over Windswept Fields

[OPEN] Over Windswept Fields

Brisa Posts: 386

Outcast atk: 3.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 7

Mare :: Equine :: 15.4 :: 7 HP: 67 | Buff: NOVICE

Hikari :: Common Kitsune :: Fire nickel

11-10-2014, 06:44 PM

Winding her path around the forsaken plants that yielded the nasty burrs the mare attempted to save herself from plucking more out of her coat later. From her memory it appeared that there were many more of these things than before unless they just seemed more noticeable when the rest of the plants had died back. Either way it just created a giant obstacle if one was to attempt to walk away without looking much like the bushes themselves. At the thought she couldn't help picture one such as herself completely encased in the prickly pods. That would definitely be a situation where things would be rubbing in all the wrong unmentionable places. Shuddering at the thought she cast away any thought she might have had later in life about using them for any purpose whatsoever. Lets just hope that there are not some unknown medicinal properties to the little buggers forcing her to deal with them. " If only as irritants to those who decide to walk into them." She responded with a slight smirk.

The stallion before her was a complete stranger yet she found herself approaching him willingly. Strange for her normal skittishness considering when she had met Destrier for the first time she had nearly jumped out of her skin especially when his dragon companion had appeared. Much had changed since that time including herself. She could at least manage to not freak out if someone came anywhere near her now. Many strange creatures inhabited this land that she had come to call home so she needed to just take things as they came. Wings, horns and all that were becoming an everyday occurance nowadays. She would have a huge problem if she panicked over a horse with wings considering her twin boys both had them.

"My name is Brisa." she introduced mimicking the stud's gesture with her own as she drew up a couple feet away so not to invade into personal space zones.

TAGS: @[Bucephalus]

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